Just as he reached the gates, he saw Lu Jinnian flipping through the rubbish bin by the gates, looking for something . . .
Even though the rubbish in Mian Xiu Garden was cleared daily, there was still a stench from the bin .
The assistant froze momentarily before rushing forward with his hands covering his nose . "Mr . Lu, it's dirty here, what are you looking for? I'll get someone to find it for you . . . "
Lu Jinnian continued searching through the trash wordlessly, as though his assistant hadn't spoken . Just then, a spark brightened his eyes when he spotted black plastic .
The assistant retreated backwards, looking as Lu Jinnian opened the plastic bag . In a daze, he stood by the rubbish bin, frozen, looking straight into the bag .
The cake was in ruin, the butter cream spilling over the bag . There was also deflated balloons inside that were emitting a horrible smell .
In that instant, Lu Jinnian was at a loss for words . He stood there, a heart-wrenching pain exploding through his body . He stood trembling, with the plastic bag in his hands .
The assistant didn't know what he saw, but he knew that something was wrong . He just stood silently at the side, not daring to even breathe .
Lu Jinnian remained paralyzed in the same position for a long time before finally blinking his eyes . He continued to stare down at the mess in the bin, trying to decipher how the cake had looked like originally . After another long while, he blinked before placing the plastic bag back in the trash bin . He then brushed past his assistant, as though he wasn't there, heading for the backyard .
When Madam Chen saw Lu Jinnian entering, she immediately greeted him "Mr . Lu", but he brushed past her as though she hadn't spoken, walking straight for the bedroom . He entered the room and shut the door, leaning against it, staring up at the crystal lights in deep thought .
Madam Chen wasn't lying . . She had planned a surprise for him yesterday .
Madam Chen mentioned that it was the first time she had made a birthday cake . . .
If he had come back home yesterday, it would have all been his . Why didn't he come back? Why didn't he come back?
His eyes started to sting, his throat choked up to the point he couldn't breath normally . He reached to cover his face with his hands, a wrenching murmur escaping his throat, "Lu Jinnian, why didn't you com back?"
By the time he came went down, he was back to his frosty, distant self . He had showered and changed into a fresh set of clothes . Without a word, he walked to his car .
The entire journey, Lu Jinnian remained in the same position as when he just entered the car, his gaze staring out the window in deep thought .
The atmosphere in the car was thick .
The assistant focused on driving, his gaze staring straight ahead, not daring to make any sudden movements .
Qiao Anhao wasn't in Mian Xiu Garden for lunch, she had gone to the hotel restaurant with Zhao Meng .
Yesterday, she didn't sleep well and her mood wasn't the best, causing her lack of energy . She randomly picked a few food before finding a place to sit down .
Just as he reached the gates, he saw Lu Jinnian flipping through the rubbish bin by the gates, looking for something . .
Even though the rubbish in Mian Xiu Garden was cleared daily, there was still a stench from the bin . .
The assistant froze momentarily before rushing forward with his hands covering his nose . Mr . Lu, its dirty here, what are you looking for? Ill get someone to find it for you . .
Lu Jinnian continued searching through the trash wordlessly, as though his assistant hadnt spoken . Just then, a spark brightened his eyes when he spotted black plastic . .
The assistant retreated backwards, looking as Lu Jinnian opened the plastic bag . In a daze, he stood by the rubbish bin, frozen, looking straight into the bag . . . .
The cake was in ruin, the butter cream spilling over the bag . There was also deflated balloons inside that were emitting a horrible smell . .
In that instant, Lu Jinnian was at a loss for words . He stood there, a heart-wrenching pain exploding through his body . He stood trembling, with the plastic bag in his hands . .
The assistant didnt know what he saw, but he knew that something was wrong . He just stood silently at the side, not daring to even breathe . .
Lu Jinnian remained paralyzed in the same position for a long time before finally blinking his eyes . He continued to stare down at the mess in the bin, trying to decipher how the cake had looked like originally . After another long while, he blinked before placing the plastic bag back in the trash bin . He then brushed past his assistant, as though he wasnt there, heading for the backyard . . . .
When Madam Chen saw Lu Jinnian entering, she immediately greeted him Mr . Lu, but he brushed past her as though she hadnt spoken, walking straight for the bedroom . He entered the room and shut the door, leaning against it, staring up at the crystal lights in deep thought . .
Madam Chen wasnt lying She had planned a surprise for him yesterday
Madam Chen mentioned that it was the first time she had made a birthday cake . .
If he had come back home yesterday, it would have all been his . Why didnt he come back? Why didnt he come back? .
His eyes started to sting, his throat choked up to the point he couldnt breath normally . He reached to cover his face with his hands, a wrenching murmur escaping his throat, Lu Jinnian, why didnt you com back? .
By the time he came went down, he was back to his frosty, distant self . He had showered and changed into a fresh set of clothes . Without a word, he walked to his car . .
The entire journey, Lu Jinnian remained in the same position as when he just entered the car, his gaze staring out the window in deep thought . .
The atmosphere in the car was thick . .
The assistant focused on driving, his gaze staring straight ahead, not daring to make any sudden movements . .
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Qiao Anhao wasnt in Mian Xiu Garden for lunch, she had gone to the hotel restaurant with Zhao Meng . .
Yesterday, she didnt sleep well and her mood wasnt the best, causing her lack of energy . She randomly picked a few food before finding a place to sit down . .
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